Short post tonight, as Daddy had a long evening paying bills and balancing the checkbook while simultaneously watching crime dramas on TV. We did, however, have a chance, Reid and I, to do a little Christmas shopping for his mom. Well, pre-shopping, anyhow. Reid was helping me browse through some of the catalogs of jewels that his mom has conveniently had delivered to our house while she's out of town. Needless to say, Reid's tastes run to the extravagant, so we disagreed about whether to sell the villa in St. Croix to buy some of the items Reid felt were "musts." In the end, Reid insisted on calling our broker and demanding to know what the asset picture was going into the holiday season. Who would think that a child of merely 17 months would have mastered the finer points of portfolio management?